Sympathy from all but me,
Just for that elevated sense of worth
Break the mould, you've been told,
That your initiative is now allowed
Kings and queens, for all to see,
Sent from a legislated Al Capone
Sell yourself just for rent
Accept yourself as nothing new
That world you see is not for you
Sell yourself expecting to, be free
Help yourself, noone will,
Die on the first step of your door
Theres too much choice, it's a curse,
Just eat another brown bowl of dirt
Self improve, but not today,
Less than a minute spent every year
Hurt yourself, and let me see
Worry not, take the route,
You're only ever gonna lose your way
Stay at home, where it's safe,
Nothing but a burden going out your door accept your fate, eat your cake,
No one's gonna care or even bat an eye
Try to run and make me laugh
Wheres the fight they've made it go away Empty nights now they've robber your glory Day they've no right to take your voice away What to write now you've turned away
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